*Hadley*
"Are you okay, sweetie? Do you want me to take you outside?" JZ asks softly. He has picked me up and is currently sitting on a chair with me on his lap, my face buried in his shoulder.
I shake my head; it had just been too much seeing Zayan like that, with all the tubes and wires attached to him, his face all battered, swollen, and badly bruised. "I just... too much... I am okay now."
"Tell me if it gets too... hard, no one will blame you for stepping outside for a moment," he says softly.
I lift my head and slowly turn it. s**t, I had not been able to imagine this. I mean, he is almost unrecognizable. How could anyone hurt him like this, my sweet and warm-hearted Zayan? It makes no sense.
A doctor comes in, and Marshall goes to shake his hand, explaining who everyone is and
